nurse; mgc

twenty

this chapters all over the place lol

Michael's POV

The routine went on and on, something was bothering Jasmine and I could tell it had something to do with our relationship when her brown eyes flashed up at me. Her head still laying on my thigh. "Hey," I looked down at her. Her twists sprawled across my lap and her skin deep with colour. "What are we?" She asked slowly, my breath quickened.

Do I really want to do this? What about Trevor? Is he gonna come after me? Well, it's almost been a month, and he hasn't done shit. I think it's safe to say that he's done.

"I don't know. Maybe, I should just call you my girlfriend." I said, flashing a cheeky smile at the girl, which she returned gladly. "I guess that'll work" she giggled I leaned over and kissed her warm cheek, she smiled so much that it looked like it hurt. I began to attack her face with kisses, and that could be heard was her giggles, as she laid under me, our hands interlaced as we wrestled.

She was mine.

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I walked up to the guys, mumbling some song and doing the weird dance that went along with it, as I saw Jasmine doing a lot. She'd be walking or cooking and she'll just cross her wrists over eachother and mumble; 'don't stop, aye. don't stop, aye'. Ugh, I love her. Isn't she amazi--

"Michael.." Calum waved his hand infront of my face, causing me to snap out of my gaze

"What are you so hyped about?" he asked and I smiled even wider. "I asked Jasmine out last night." I smirked and Ashton whipped his head around, completely disregarding the conversation he was having with Luke. "Did she say yes?" Ashton asked with so much excitement and I just nodded.

They laughed patting me on the shoulder, but Calum didn't even move, or smile, or even blink. But I couldn't care less, because Jasmine was absolutely mine.

Jasmine's POV

After school, I drove down to the coffee shop to meet with Jack - who I could honestly say was my best friend, since all my friends at my old school, blasted their asses away after I moved. When I started working here, all of my friends told me not to get to close to him. I get where they were coming from, he was 21 and I an only 17, but he sees me as a sister.

"Hey Jack" I smiled, hugging him. He felt the hem of my uniform skirt, "you one of those preppy ass white girls now?" He asked and I just giggled before sitting in the booth, which happened to be the same one i sat in with Michael, my boyfriend.

"How are you even paying for that tuition?" He asked taking off his work hat, and running his hand over his waves.

"I live with my aunt now" I told him, "what happened to your house? and your dad?"

"The house got foreclosed, my dad is living like and hour away from us in some shitty apartment hiding from the government"

"Yo... shit, I'm sorry Jazzy." He said and I just shrugged, "that's life, huh."

"So I heard you got a boyfriend" he said, raising his eyebrows, and I just chuckled. "Yeah, his name is Michael." I smiled. "Okay, Okay. Do you have a picture?" He asked and I nodded pulling out my phone.

I showed him one I took when he wasn't looking, he was all cute focused on his little anime shows. Which I secretly hated but I'm making him watch Empire, so I guess it's fine.

Jack just hissed. "Jaz, come on" he said sipping from his glass of water. "You could do so much better" he said and I shook my head. "Ugh, Jack! You know how many times I've heard that! Love doesn't have a race!" I burst out at him, causing a few eyes.

"I know that! But Jasmine, you're a beautiful girl," he placed his and over mine causing me to roll my eyes. It is slowly becoming less and less of a compliment, when I'm only told that when they're belittling Michael. "You can do a lot better than some emo. But I don't know him, he could be cool, so if you like him don't apologize for it." Jack concluded but I just rolled my eyes, "whatever." I muttered.